Another sunny day,
Has come and gone away,
In Paris and Rome.
But I wanna go home.
Listening to Michael Buble isn't a bad idea on a boring Thursday night.
I was feeling way bored at home this afternoon, being in conversations/group conversations that includes lots of pictures, Evan's singing and comments after comments on a particular alien TV show. Basically boring, and even boring-er stuff. It was then, that soccer became an obvious option.
Grabbing a ball, and with my two brothers tagging along, we trudged down to the old neighbourhood field, a small one, but big enough for matches, shooting, or just basically showing off your tricks. I was hoping that the kids would be there, already in the middle of some match, but no, it waas empty. So we played, shooting and juggling. After doing a series of tricks, guess what happened.
MY BELOVED SPECTACLES BROKE.
And the glass got into my eyes, I was sent to the hospital, and told that I was going to be blind. Forever.
Gotcha.
Okay, that was pretty dumb. ( Anna fell for it ! Ha! :P ) We-ell, I haven't got any choice next. Went to Toa Payoh to order a new set of lenses with mum, and on the whole journey, I was complaining and tricking everyone I was talking to that I had became blind.
Maybe surrounded by
A million people, I
Still feel all alone.
I just wanna go home.
One question struck me. I wonder, how would the world react if the worst was to happen ? Or rather, if you were to meet with some sorta freak accident and lose a limb or two, would the people out there still regard you as a friend ? Would you still be invited to play in a soccer match or two ? Would you ever be accepted, again ?
Another winter day has come,
And gone away.
And even Paris and Rome,
And I wanna go home.
Let me go home.
Back to reality. I completed the Elementary Mathemactics Paper 1 and 2 toady ! Okay, it's not really completed, I skipped the dumb graphs questions, like two or three, but hellooo. I bet everyone else hasn't done it. A round of applause, please. (:
Let me go home.
I had my run.
Baby, I'm done.
I gotta go home.
Let me come home.
It'll all be alright.
I'll be home tonight.
I'm coming back home.
And now, why not shut those eyes of yours, and doze off into deep slumber.
Goodnight. (:
posted by cigarettelove @ 6:49 AM
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